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Chapter Twenty-Six: I'm Not Good

Almost on the verge of breaking out, Mo Zhengyan cruelly plundered, Chu Qiao cried out helplessly, he continued to tear her skirt, Chu Qiao felt pain from being kissed by him, and the fear in her heart also fully expanded at this time, filling her whole body.

Chu Qiao cried and begged for mercy. Her eyes swayed and met his eyes. She could no longer see other colors, only black.

It seems that there is a pair of eyes like this in the darkness, staring at me with such cruelty and urgency...

"No -" Chu Qiao used all her strength to push him away, her voice also sounded like crying, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Mo Zhengyan was kissing Chu Qiao's neck, with her begging in his ears. The anger mixed with desire had completely burned him. He didn't care about tearing her clothes apart, he just wanted to possess her at this time. She was his.

His wife, she belongs to him only!

"Mo Zhengyan! I beg you! Please don't do this! Mo Zhengyan! Please!" The fear in her heart finally destroyed her, and Chu Qiao cried and begged.

Mo Zhengyan seemed to be completely deaf. His hands held her face arrogantly, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

"Don't be like this! Oh! Mo Zhengyan! I beg you!" Chu Qiao's voice was broken and couldn't come out due to his kiss.

Her tears could no longer be stopped and all fell down.

Mo Zhengyan, who was already going crazy, was kissing Chu Qiao profusely. Suddenly, her cry came to his ears, and when he kissed her lips, he tasted a sour taste. This made him startled and he suddenly lost his mind.

The reaction was a bit unprepared.

Chu Qiao's cry was choked with sobs, and even her cry was weak, like the cry of an animal.

"Please... don't do this..." Chu Qiao murmured softly, just repeating these two sentences, repeating them over and over again, nothing else.

Mo Zhengyan, who was unable to restrain his violent emotions just a second ago, suddenly fell silent at this moment. He raised his head and looked at Chu Qiao under him,

Chu Qiao's skirt had been torn and looked messy, which she couldn't bear to see. Her neck and chest were full of bruises, one after another imprinted on her skin.

Her body was also shaking constantly because of fear.

Those big eyes were full of tears, which kept rolling out of their sockets, moistening her face, tracing down the contours, and smearing her makeup.

And her lips, which he had kissed so hard just now, all the peach color had faded away, and they were dizzy at the corners of her mouth. Her lips were swollen from his kiss, and they were trembling so fragilely because of crying.

She looked helpless and distressed, like an abused kitten.

Who is the culprit?

Looking at Chu Qiao like this and hearing Chu Qiao's choked cries, at this moment, it suddenly sounded in the bottom of Mo Zhengyan's heart.

Wasn't he himself the one who caused all this?

Mo Zhengyan was stunned for a moment. He quickly stood up and then pulled Chu Qiao up from the desk.

Chu Qiao had already lost her strength and was still crying and begging for mercy.

She is so fragile.

Mo Zhengyan trembled and held Chu Qiao in his arms and chest. He was at a loss and could only press her head on his chest. His big hands kept caressing her and comforted her.

, "Chu Qiao, it was my fault. It was my fault just now. Please stop crying."

"Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao." No words could erase the annoyance and regret in Mo Zhengyan's heart. He could only call her.

Chu Qiao just cried and cried in his arms for a long time.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Mo Zhengyan had no choice but to lift her up and carry her to the bedroom, where he placed her on the bed.

As soon as Chu Qiao was put on the bed, she immediately curled up in the corner and buried her head between her knees.

No matter how Mo Zhengyan tried to persuade her, she kept the same posture and ignored her. Mo Zhengyan had no choice but to take the blanket and put it on Chu Qiao's body.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately called Xu Shan and Fang Jing.

The two of them rushed to Jingyuan together, and it was already late at night.

"What happened again?" Fang Jing asked.

Xu Shan frowned, "How do I know? Let's go in and take a look."

As soon as the two of them went upstairs and entered the room, they saw Mo Zhengyan standing by the window smoking with his back to him. The person on the bed only hugged himself into a ball and buried his head between his knees, out of sight.

The edge of the blanket slipped slightly, revealing the skirt Chu Qiao was wearing. But the skirt was so torn that Xu Shan almost didn't recognize it. It was the one from the banquet just now.

Both of them were shocked. Seeing this situation, they also guessed what had just happened here.

Soon, both of them regained their composure.

"Sir." Xu Shan spoke.

Mo Zhengyan still stood with his back turned and ordered in a low voice, "Leave it to you."

Fang Jing glanced sideways and gave Xu Shan a look. Xu Shan received it. She walked forward and tried to talk to Chu Qiao, "Miss, can I help you change clothes?"

The first step is to change clothes.

Chu Qiao just hugged herself tightly and refused to let go.

Xu Shan said, "Sir, and Dr. Fang, please go out first."

Mo Zhengyan turned around and glanced at Chu Qiao who was curled up on the bed. He frowned and left.

Fang Jing said, "Tell me when you're ready."

The two of them left the bedroom and went to the study.

Seeing Mo Zhengyan's silent look, Fang Jing took out a cigarette and handed him another one. He smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, let's have a cigarette."

Mo Zhengyan took it.

The two of them started to smoke.

"Miss Chu's body can't withstand your torture." Fang Jing was obviously teasing, but he also pointed out the facts.

Mo Zhengyan was silent, and Fang Jing warned again, "Between husband and wife, it's better to take things slowly."

Fang Jing knew that such an incident had happened more than once.

It happened at least a year ago.

That night, Mo Zhengyan suddenly came to see him. It was also late at night and woke him up. Fang Jing opened the door and saw that Mo Zhengyan's head was covered with blood, which shocked him. He immediately took the medicine box

, came to stop his bleeding, Fang Jing couldn't help but ask the reason. Mo Zhengyan only said that he accidentally hit it, and didn't say much else. Before Mo Zhengyan left, he told him to go to Jingyuan to see Chu Qiao the next day. Fang Jing

I obeyed. During the chat with Chu Qiao, although he didn't say it clearly, Fang Jing still roughly guessed it.

And now, a year has passed since that night, how come these two people still have such a relationship?

This made Fang Jing confused.

It took Xu Shan a long time to successfully comfort Chu Qiao, let her take a bath, and changed her into clean clothes.

Xu Shan then said, "Sir, that's all."

The three of them returned to the bedroom. Chu Qiao was already lying on the quilt, but because of Mo Zhengyan's appearance, she had just relaxed and entered a state of alert again. Chu Qiao's hands clenched the corner of the quilt and fiercely

Clenching her eyes tightly, she stared at them carefully, refusing to look away for a moment.

Mo Zhengyan frowned even more when he saw Chu Qiao who was like a frightened bird.

Fang Jing smiled and said, "Miss Chu, I am Dr. Fang."

Chu Qiao looked sideways at him, silently nodded.

Fang Jing approached her, put the medical kit aside, and said comfortingly, "I'll check your physical condition for you, okay?"

Chu Qiao was silent again and nodded again.

As a result, everyone was silent and watched Fang Jing perform a simple physical examination on her.

Fang Jing took off the receiver and said, "There is nothing wrong, everything is healthy. Let me give you an ointment, which can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and you will be fine the next day."

The bruise marks on Chu Qiao's neck were really vivid.

"Miss Chu, please have a good rest. Mr. Mo, I'll leave first." Fang Jing confessed and retired.

Xu Shan looked at the situation and thought it was time for her to leave, "Miss, you should have a good rest. Sir, I will leave too."

Xu Shan was about to turn around and leave, but Chu Qiao reached out her hand eagerly and grabbed Xu Shan.

Xu Shan was shocked and looked back, only to see Chu Qiao looking at her with a pleading look, "Miss..."

Chu Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing. She clenched the quilt tightly and just looked at her.

Mo Zhengyan had a deep meaning in his eyes and said, "Secretary Xu, you stay here tonight and sleep with her."

Xu Shan responded, "Yes, sir."

Mo Zhengyan glanced at Chu Qiao and left the room without saying anything more.

Mo Zhengyan came to the guest room on the second floor.

There was no light in the room, so he went to the balcony, looked at the quiet garden in the middle of the night, and smoked silently. Thinking of what he had just done, the scenes were reflected in his mind.

In the end, the scene was frozen in the scene of Chu Qiao crying helplessly.

Mo Zhengyan's chest felt tight.

She had never cried in the past five years, even when her family was ruined and bankrupt, but now she was crying in this situation.
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